Chapter 2: Salome’s Futa Passions Exposed

Salome Cardozo’s Week, Tuesday

I knelt trembling bent over the cafeteria table, my body aching for this delight. For Shelena’s futa-cock to ram into my asshole and satiate that lust that had been plaguing me all day. I knew it was wrong. I stared into my futa-girlfriend’s eyes, wanting to deny my lusts for another.

But I was so horny.

Going naked all day.

Touched. Caressed. Teased. Futas had rubbed my nipples and fingering my twat. Now the futa who’d fucked me up the ass every day before school since last fall had her cock poised to do the same right now before everyone. My body craved it. I wanted it.

And I if I didn’t do it, she would bully my Paloma again. It would start up. The football team would join her. I hated her as much as I craved that big, thick, Black futa-dick fucking my tight asshole. I would cum so hard on her girth.

“I’m sorry!” I moaned to my futa-girlfriend. “I’ve been doing this for you. I’ve been paying for your protection from being bullied with anal sex.”

A ripple ran through the crowd. A buzzing murmur.

“That’s how much I love you,” I moaned. “And if I don’t ... Right now...” I knew these words were pathetic lies to justify my lusts. I just wanted to be fucked in the asshole and damn the consequences. I hated my body so much right now. I couldn’t fight my lusts.

I was addicted to Shelena’s cock.

“Shelena, fuck my asshole and leave my futa-girlfriend alone!” I howled for the entire cafeteria to hear.

“Salome,” I just heard Paloma say as she watched me, her hands clasped before her. This moment seemed frozen. I drank in the look of her. She was Hispanic, like me, her black hair gathered in identical pigtails to my own. They fell down to the shoulders of her tank top. She wore a skirt that rustled about her thighs. We both had small breasts, could even share bras if we wanted to. She was so beautiful.

I wished I had never agreed to the deal with Shelena, and yet ... I was glad I had spared Paloma pain for all these months until now.

Time seemed to lurch again as Shelena roared her triumph as she thrust hard into my bowels. Her lubed futa-dick parted my asshole with ease. She had trained me for months and months. My body had grown accustomed to this daily delight. I groaned and wrenched my gaze from my futa-girlfriend.

I didn’t want to look at Paloma as I became an anal slut for Shelena.

“She loves my futa-cock so much!” Shelena moaned, reveling the truth as she buried in me. “She’s going to cum so hard on my dick.”

The murmuring rippled around us. Everyone was watching. A large crowd grew as my pigtails swayed around my face. Shelena drew back and then slammed into me. I gasped, the pleasure burning so hot through my body.

I wanted to get this bliss from Paloma earlier, but her fingers just weren’t Shelena’s huge cock. The Black futa moaned as she slammed into me hard. Her crotch smacked into my rump. My virgin pussy clenched, drinking in the heat flowing down from my bowels.

“She loves it so much!” groaned Shelena. “Listen to her gasp and moan as I fuck her. Hear her pleasure. She’s my anal slut! I love this girl so much!”

I squeezed my bowels down around her big girth, moaning just like she said. I couldn’t help it. My body was a slave to her big, Black clit-dick. My hips wiggled, stirring my bowels around her cock just the way I licked it. My pussy juices soaked my bush. They dribbled down my thighs as she hammered me.

“Yes, yes, Salome! Tell everyone how much you love my dick!” She thrust hard into me, her hands stroking my back and sides, teasing me. “Don’t be shy. No more hiding it. No more secret meeting before school. You can be open about your feelings. Let your futa-girlfriend know who makes you wet.”

“I ... I do love being fucked up the asshole!” I panted. “Not at first with you, but after a while ... I can’t help it. Oh, yes, yes! I’m going to cum on this dick. Don’t look at me, Paloma! I’m so sorry!”

“Don’t be!” Shelena groaned. “You’re in the Program. Be free with your desires. Don’t let anyone, not even your futa-girlfriend, stop you from being with the cock you love. From the futa you crave.”

I shuddered at her words. The murmuring around us grew. I couldn’t understand the words. Everyone must think I was a complete slut. I whimpered, my shame only making this feel better. It was like I was punishing myself with pleasure.

Showing everyone that I was a complete, hypocritical whore.

I rocked back into her thrusts. Her cock rammed hard and deep into me. She filled me again and again. My bowels clenched on her dick, worshiping it with every hard thrust. The pleasure built and built in my cunt.

I was going to cum hard.

“Oh, yes, fuck me!” I moaned in burning shame. “Fuck my ass! I love it! I want to cum on your dick, Shelena! I’ve needed it all day!”

“Salome...”

Paloma still watched. How could she? Didn’t she see how terrible I was? I couldn’t look at her as I took that big dick in my asshole. I rocked back into Shelena’s thrusts. My breasts jiggled beneath me. Flesh slapped flesh. It echoed through the room. That naughty sound spilled around me. I loved it. My cunt clenched, my pussy on fire from the futa’s hard strokes.

Juices spilled down my thighs in thicker rivulets. I came closer and closer to that climax. I threw back my head, not focusing on anyone. They were all a sea of faces watching Shelena use me. I gasped and moaned, squeezing my bowels down around her cock.

“You want my cum flooding your asshole,” the Black futa growled. Her hands grabbed my pigtails, pulling hard on them.

“Yes!” I moaned, rocking back into her. “Fire all that jizz in me! I need it, Shelena. I’m such an anal whore! I crave it all the time these days. It’s all I can think about! You made me into this with that cock.”

“Damn straight,” Shelena moaned. “You’re going to be mine now, aren’t you? Going to give me that cherry pussy.”

Her hand shoved down from my hair to slid across my body. In a second, she was between my thighs, her delicate fingers rubbing at my pussy. I gasped as she stroked me. This wave of heat washed through my body as she caressed up and down my body.

“You’re going to give me this hot, little pussy, aren’t you?” Shelena moaned. “I love you so much. You’re going to be mine!”

I exploded.

Her fingers on my clit sent me over the edge. I gasped and shuddered, my asshole writhing about her cock. She slammed into my anal depths and groaned. The rush of pleasure shot through me as she fired her cum into my bowels.

“Yes!” Shelena howled in triumph, the futa’s voice sounding so delicious. “Oh, you sexy girl. You’re making my pussy spasm so hard as I flood your asshole. Love you, Salome!”

My bowels milked her cock. My juices soaked her fingers. Deep in my virgin twat, my pussy convulsed. Waves rippled through me. Stars twinkled before my eyes. I groaned and gasped the pleasure burned through my nerves and set my mind on fire.

“You’re mine!” gasped Shelena.

“I’m not!” I howled. “You’re done cumming in me! Get out of my asshole! I paid for the damned day!”

Shelena gasped, “What? Oh, no, you’re going to get my dick rammed up your cunt!”

I launched my hands across the table and grabbed the other side. I pulled myself forward, ripping my asshole off her cock. Her cum rippled around inside of me. I slid to the edge, the crowd by there parting for me as Shelena shouted behind me.

“Get back here!” Shelena gasped. “I deserve that fucking cherry! I’ve been working hard to get it. You fucking bring that cunt back here and let me fuck it.”

My bare feet hit the ground and ran, tears streaming down my face. I had satiated my lust, climaxed so hard, and hated every moment of it. I destroyed everything with Paloma. My pace quickened, my legs stretching out into a full sprint. Everyone parted before me, letting me pass.

No one tried to stop me as Shelena screeched like a harpy behind me.

I burst through the double doors and darted into the empty hallways. Tears blurred my vision as they spilled down my face. I did it for love, but I knew it was wrong. I always did. Maybe it would have been better if I just told Paloma from the beginning. Let it be her decision.

She would have endured the bullying.

Paloma was a better person than I was.

It grew hard to run while I was sobbing. My feet stumbled. I kept going. I had to get far away. Through my blurry vision, I spotted sunlight blazing through the windows set in the door ahead. A side exit. I hit the open bar across it, thrusting the door before me and spilled out into the warm, spring day. I darted right.

Found the alcove.

I headed into the place where I had ruined everything. I fell to my knees in the private spot, pressed my face into the grass, and sobbed. My grief echoed through the small area. It rippled around me as my entire body shook.

I hated Shelena so much. She would never get my cherry. She could fuck my asshole all she wanted, but I would never let her slid into my pussy. I hated her. Despised her. All that about love was just to get me to relax so she could fuck me.

I knew it.

This all was just a sick game to her.

“She’s a cunt, isn’t she?” a familiar voice said behind me.

I stiffened.

“When I found out she was using you, I didn’t know what to do. What to say. I was shocked, of course, and aroused. That confused me even more. It made me hard, Salome, knowing Shelena was fucking you up the ass morning after morning. Always smirking around me, hinting that she was doing something naughty with you.”

I was too afraid to look behind me.

“It didn’t take much to figure out why you were doing it. I’d only managed to overhear a few times, and I could tell that though she made you cum, you wouldn’t let her do more. You had rules. I should have said something to you, but I was scared.”

Paloma stepped before me and sat down on the grass, her pigtails swaying. My futa-girlfriend brushed a tear off my cheek. I stared at her in confusion.

“Things are changing,” Paloma said. “The moment the Program started, I wasn’t sure I could ever keep you all to myself. I wanted to, but then when I learned you and Shelena were doing things, I realized I could share you. I realized it made me hard.”

“What are you saying?” I finally said. “How long have you known?”

“A few months,” she said, shifting. “I didn’t know what to do. How to tell you that I ... I masturbate to you fucking other people while I watch. That I want to lick you clean when you’re done with them.”

My jaw dropped.

“When Shelena was on you in the cafeteria, I should have stopped it, but then I realized it was my chance to watch.” Paloma swallowed. “How terrible was that. It was clear you didn’t wholly want to fuck her, yet I was so horny I couldn’t help it.”

“Part of me really, really did,” I whispered. “I didn’t care that you were there. I just seized on her threat to keep bullying you as an excuse to satiate my lusts. I needed her to fuck me that badly. How terrible is that? I love you and knew I would hurt you.”

She reached out to touch me and I flinched. “Salome?”

“I’m dirty. Filthy. She’s leaking out of me right now.” I could feel her. “Paloma, don’t you think you deserve better?”

“Than a girl who loved me so much, she let that terrible bitch fuck her up the ass to keep me safe?” Paloma cupped my face before I could pull back. She held me in place. “Then a girl willing to humiliate herself.”

“It wasn’t humiliating after a while,” I muttered. “I really, really liked it.”

“You’re supposed to enjoy anal sex,” said Paloma. “It’s not surprising that your body got more and more used to it. If she wasn’t someone you despised, you might have found pleasure in it sooner.”

“If it was with you.” I bit my lip. “I’ve been having sex and forcing you not to. I’ve been insisting to wait until marriage all while I was cheating on you.”

“Are you still a virgin?” she asked. She leaned forward, her lips nearing mine. “I think you are. You wouldn’t let her have that.”

“It’s yours. Always. For as long as I could remember. I’ve just been waiting.”

Paloma smiled. “how could I not love a girl who wants to give me that gift?”

She moved in to kiss me, but I shook my head. “Don’t. I’m dirty.”

“Because Shelena’s leaking out of you?”

I nodded.

“Then let’s fix that.” Paloma licked her lips. “Turn around. Show me that ass. Let me see where she fucked you.”

My eyes widened in shock. “You don’t mean to...”

Paloma nodded, her pigtails swaying about her head. “I told you what I’ve fantasized about. For weeks I’ve wanted this. I should have just come clean, but I was afraid to push you into something you wouldn’t want.”

“I was already letting Shelena fuck my asshole. It wouldn’t have changed if you knew”

“It would have. You would be doing it to protect me while I let it happen. What if you started to hare me for allowing you to endure her.”

I shivered. This was all so kinky. All so different than anything I imagined growing up. I used to imagine how it would be with Paloma when we were older. I had all these girlish dreams of making love with her. Being her wife.

They were nothing compared to the real thing: being fucked hard up the ass by a Black futa while Paloma watched.

“It’s Shelena’s cum,” I whispered. “From my butthole.”

“I don’t care. I just want to love you. Clean you.”

I shivered and knew right then and there how this was going to end. What I was going to give her today. I turned around slowly, my small breasts jiggling. The grass tickled my knees. I shuddered, my pussy on fire. The cum bubbled out of my asshole as I presented my rump to my futa-girlfriend.

Paloma’s hands grabbed my naked butt-cheeks and parted them. I groaned at her touch. She squeezed and kneaded them. She stared at my asshole. She had to see the cum dribbling out of me. It ran down to my taint.

“You’re beautiful, you know that?” she asked, her fingers digging into my butt-cheeks.

“Paloma,” I said, my pigtails dangling towards the grass. They brushed the green strands. I shuddered. “Why are you so good to me.”

“Love,” she said simply.

“I love you, too,” I said, blushing. My emotions felt so whiplashed. I was surprised my soul didn’t have a sore neck. It was all so much. I couldn’t believe this was happening.

She licked her tongue up from my taint, like she was careful not to touch my pussy, and followed the spunk leaking out of my asshole. Her touch was soft and gentle, warm and wet. She reached my asshole, scooping up the salty futa-jizz.

She groaned and licked again. My futa-girlfriend liked the taste. She swirled around my asshole, licking it up, her fingers digging into my butt-cheeks. Paloma kept them pried up she rimmed my sphincter and cleaned up the girl-cum.

“Do you really like that?” I asked.

“Mmm, delicious,” she said. “I’ve tried my own. Futa-cum’s good. And it has this sour flavor. Your ass tastes pretty good. I sucked my digits clean after fingering you earlier.”

My cheeks burned at that. This was so embarrassing and yet so hot. I pressed my face down into the grass as my futa-girlfriend licked me up. Her tongue danced over my sphincter, caressing it. Delight melted down to my pussy.

Then her tongue pressed into my asshole.

I gasped at the wet and wiggling tongue sliding into my bowels. It felt so strange inside of me. Something naughty and wicked. She groaned as her tongue reached deeper into me. Then she hooked the tip and scooped out Shelena’s futa-cum.

That was naughty.

“Paloma,” I groaned, my pussy drinking in the sensation. “Paloma, you’re ... I mean, that’s nice.”

“Mmm, how is it nice?” she asked before plunging her tongue back into my bowels to search for more girl-jizz.

“It’s soothing,” I moaned. “It’s naughty. It makes my pussy grow wetter and wetter. It feels ... loving. Like you care for me.”

She pulled her tongue out, probably with more jizz. “I do care for you. I want to clean you up. When you’re ready, after you’ve given me your cherry, I want to lick cum out of your pussy, too. Wouldn’t that be exciting.”

“Oh, Paloma,” I gasped. “You want to share me.”

“Mmm, so long as I can watch and lick you clean and then make love to you afterward.”

“Yes!” I gasped, my bowels clenching, forcing more of the cum up to her hungry tongue.

She probed into me over and over. She had me trembling and aching. I groaned, my heart pounding as her tongue dipped into me again and again. She teased me. It was delicious. Intense. A wonderful delight to experience.

I rubbed my butt-cheeks into her face as her tongue darted and swirled around inside of me. My pussy grew wetter and wetter. Her tongue felt incredible in me. Then she did something really naughty. Something that had my virgin twat clenching.

She sucked on my asshole.

“Paloma!” I gasped. “I think ... I think I’m going to cum just from this. Maybe if you finger my clit. Oh, this is so naughty. I can’t believe it. You’re amazing. Why am I so lucky to have you?”

I didn’t deserve this. Not one bit.

She should hate me. Despise me, not love me.

Her right hand trailed from my ass, stroking me with such care as she sucked on my sphincter. I felt my cum rising up to her hungry mouth. She groaned, loving the futa-jizz. Her fingers traced along my pelvis, following where my thigh met my torso. She traced it down to my bush.

To my pussy.

She found my clit and rubbed it. Her touch was gentle and amazing. I shuddered and surrendered into the pleasure. It wasn’t shameful or humiliating. It wasn’t demeaning to enjoy this. I wasn’t being a slut.

I was a girl being loved by her futa.

“Paloma!” I howled, my voice echoing through the alcove. Sparks flared from my clit as I came.

My pussy convulsed, sending these wonderful waves of delight through me. They swept through my body. My asshole clenched about her tongue. She felt so naughty swirling around inside of me. I groaned, my fingers tearing at the grass.

It was amazing. Stupendous.

My little titties jiggled as I trembled there. The waves kept coming, kept surging through me. They felt so wonderful. The feel of her tongue dancing through my asshole fed the delight surging through my body.

A naughty passion to enjoy.

To savor.

I panted, my eyes fluttering. I shook my head as I came down from that amazing bliss. My fingers gripped the grass. My hips wiggled from side to side, rubbing my asshole against her lips as I came down from that high.

Then I spun around, threw my arms around her lips, and kissed her.

I tasted the sour flavor of my asshole and the salty flavor of Shelena’s cum. I didn’t care. I kissed her hard. With all my passion. I loved her. My tongue danced with her. I squeezed my arms tight around her, my body trembling.

This was so exciting. I needed more. I pulled her down on me. I felt her settling on me, her clothes rubbing into my naked body. Her hard cock pressed at the front of her skirt and into my groin. My nipples kissed her blouse.

Paloma broke the kiss, staring down at me with her brown eyes. Her breasts rose and fell, rubbing into my flesh. This heat rippled through me. I squirmed beneath her and nodded my head. I was ready. It didn’t have to be in a special place.

Just with a special person.

“You’re certain?” she asked anyway.

“I love you, Paloma,” I said, my hand sliding down her blouse to her skirt. I tugged on it, drawing the fabric up between us. It caressed over my naked thighs and rubbed at my bush. I pulled it over until I was touching her cock through her panties.